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TIME
Another day goes by...
and you know you're... going to die.
Time keeps on slipping... through your hands... through your
hands.
You try on... a new set of clothes.
You've got to look right... to play your role.
Time keeps on slipping... through your hands... through your
hands.
Trapped... by your fears...
as you waste away... one more year.
Time keeps on slipping... through your hands... through your
hands.
GONE
WILD
Run to the forest... follow your dreams.
Don't follow your mind... follow your instincts...
and go wild... go nature's child... and go wild.
I wake up... in my dreams... alive and surrounded by green.
I wake up... to the sun and sleep in the moonlight.
I've gone wild... gone nature's child. I've gone wild.
The wind... is my breath.... it's freedom... or death.
My floor is the earth and my roof is the sky.
I've gone wild... gone nature's child... gone wild...
DOWN
TO THIS...
It's down to this... follow your bliss. The time is now... and
this is how.
Don't let your understanding... put limits on your soul,
'cause magic cannot happen... if you're afraid to lose control...
no, no, no.
It's down to this... follow your bliss. The time is now and
this is how.
Don't let your mind confuse your instincts, what's a heart ruled
by a head? DEAD!
It's down to this... follow your bliss. The time is now...
and this is how.
You've got to feel... to know what's real.
You've got to be free... can't you... can't you see... you've got
to be free.
You've got to fly your arrow straight... without a hint of fear.
You've got to focus straight... even through your tears.
It's down to this...
follow your bliss. The time is now... and this is how.
DON'T
RUN AWAY
You say time... is a precious thing. I say peace of mind... is a
precious thing.
You've got to slow down... and get your feet back on the
ground.
Don't run away... Don't run away.
You keep running... through your days. You say running... is the
only way.
You've got to slow down... and get your feet back... on the
ground.
Don't run away... Don't run away.
You keep running... from your fears. You'll be running... out of
years.
You've got to slow down... and get your feet back on the
ground.
Don't run away... Don't run away...
BITTER
WIND
I've grown... old before my time. Carried... burdens that were
never mine.
My heart used to be of supple pine, but now of oak, that creaks
and groans.
Standing in a field alone, a bitter wind enfolds.
Tell me... tell me... tell me... why is it so hard to find,
a man who's heart is strong and kind?
If souls touch through smiling eyes, then all I ask is tell me no
lies.
Standing in a field alone, a bitter wind enfolds.
The oak falls down in a mighty wind... but pine has suppleness to
bend.
So hold my hand... and be my friend... and hold back the bitter
wind
and turn this oak to pine again.
Standing in a field alone, a bitter wind enfolds...
DESOLATION
Desolation... everywhere... desolation... nobody cares.
Desolation... all around... desolation... no love to be found.
No right or wrong... in their eyes. Born and raised and fed on
lies.
Environment is suicide.
I can see it in their eyes... as they sit... patiently to die...
all the while... clinging to their lies.
No right or wrong... in their eyes. Born and raised and fed on
lies.
Revelation.... if you knew the truth. Desolation... is not what
it's worth.
If you could... open your eyes... forget... all those lies.
Learn to feel... again... be real... again...
All lyrics
by Andrea Starbird except*
by Brian Cypher
© 1998 PUSH PLAY recording
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